Soleia's chest heaved up before it fell back down. Then, she slowly blinked her eyes open.
Her eyelids felt as though there was gravel weighing it down, and her eyes felt as if there was sand in them. They were so dry that she wanted to rub, but when she tried to raise her hand, she realized that she was being held down.
Furrowing her eyebrows, she mustered as much energy as she could to look over to her left. The sight she saw caused her heart to melt.
Rafael was fast asleep, tightly clutching onto her hand as though he was about to drown and she was her only lifeline. He had a frown etched into his face even while asleep, and his lips were slightly parted. If she squinted, she could even see them subtly moving as he spoke in his sleep.
He looked tired.
